Murder... maybe another Perma-kill?

[Whaynn]

Rizz walks around the Rompa bar on his usual routing, checking that his employees are working well. He looks stressed, the job has not let him have many opportunities to relax, and he is thinking about getting some aspirin for that headache...
He suddenly hears an ear-piercing scream, sounding an awful lot like one of his employees, and yells back, hoping to get to her in case there's trouble. After she yelled back, he ran to the ladies' bathroom at the bar, only to encounter one of the foulest odors he had smelled in his life, and a strange puddle on the floor... it looked like blood... but it had other things in it, the waitress was trembling as she looked at the puddle. Upon closer examination (and a few toilet-fulls of vomit) Rizzior managed to figure out it was actually a melted body... someone's body. He took DNA samples as people from the bar rushed to the scene, stepping on the puddle, making comments and whispering questions about the puddle... He shook the little DNA sample and analyzed it. He managed to identify that it was actually two different people melted in one puddle... and the first name popped up instantly... "Stindy" an omni employee...the second one, since it was not on omni databases, took a little longer... "Shadowgrider".. a clanner... there were hints of acid mixed in with the sample...

He glances at the puddle in disgust and calls Division 9...

He knows that if corpses do not evaporate it only means one thing... those people aren't coming back to life any time soon... but why did someone melt them?....

[_____________Daetona]

Arriving moments after the call reached his ears, General Daetona heads straight for the scene of the murders. If what Rizzior said was true, there had been two more Permanent Deaths tonight.

The heavy alloy door opened as he approached, and the stench bellowed out and stung his nostrils. As bad as it was, after you've fought a few thousand Mutants at close range, it didn't phase him as much. And there, laying on the ground, was a puddle of blood and burned flesh.

Dropping to a knee, Daetona gazed over the corpses. Spotting a trace of carbonum on one of the bodies, he sighed.

"I took samples of the DNA, Sir... I thought you might want to scan them yourself." Rizz said.

Standind with a visably upset look on his face, Daetona nodded once, and took the samples from Rizzior. Then, scanned them into his HUD and sent them off to InternOps HQ to be verified.

"I want this room locked down, Rizz..." Daetona ordered. "This scene cannot be contaminated anymore than it has until a forensics team from InternOps can investigate."

Nodding, Rizzior agreed to have the door locked until the team arrived, then excused himself as the smell had begun to get to him again.

Stepping out the door as well, Daetona gazed at the floor in thought.

"I'm sorry Stindy. I promised I'd protect you from the harm you got yourself into, and I failed..." He sighed to himself.

His HUD began to flash, and a call came in over his com-link. Answering swiftly, his sad face turned serious... almost shocked.

"DNA Verified... Cause of death a massive overload of unknown energy surrounding the body. Forensics team to respond within the hour to continue to research."

Nodding, Daetona clicked his com off, and sent another call to Division 9 RSGE Headquarters.

"A new type of PK Weapon has been discovered, and used at Rompa Bar tonight on a Member of the Clans, and also... a friend of mine. Permission to head up the investigation requested."

Moments later, his HUD Flashed again, and a single line of text read out on the small crystal screen, reading " Permission Granted..."

Daetona cracked his knuckles as his hands crackled with electricity, and went to a table to await the Team from InternOps.

Within the hour, a team of two Solitus men, and one Nano-Breed woman entered the bar, and where shown to the crime-scene. Hours passed before they came out, and Daetona remained at his table in quiet contemplation.

The Nano-Breed woman approached Daetona and greeted him with a salute.

"Sir. We are unable to determine the exact device that could have done this, as it does not exist on-record... but we do know one thing." She spoke.

"Go on..." Daetona responded.

"Well, we don't believe that it is a Permanent Death case, Sir... it's strange, but it does not match any PK Weapon signatures on record. I wish I could say more, but quite frankly, I'm not sure." She continued.

"So, there's a chance she isn't gone for good?" Daetona inquired, his eyes lighting up, and not realising his choice in wording.

"No sir... I don't believe 'they' are..." The Nano-Breed Female spoke. "But having not returned to Reclaim, something else is going on."

Nodding, Daetona saluted the woman crisply, and dismissed the Team.

"Keep researching those samples, and get back to me immediately with anything you discover." He ordered.

The Team retired from the Bar, and headed back to InternOps HQ to begin a long night of Lab-Work. Daetona remained at Rompa Bar, and sent out a bulletin to the local Grid Network.


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Source: General Monte "Daetona" Jr, Division 9 RSGE
Topic: Reward for information on Rompa Murders
Date: June 9 , 29477

Message:

I am hearby issueing a reward for any information leading to the arrest of whomever is responsable for the twin-murders in Rompa Bar on the night of 6-8-29477. The sum of Ten Million Credits will be paid to the person that provides irrefutable proof of who commited these murders, and what device was used to execute them, as well as any other pertinent information.

Information can be sent to me over com-link, or in person.

The information MUST be legitimate, and reliable. Reward will not be given for mis-information, or vague and cryptic descriptions.

Thank you...

____________________________________

[Kithraks]

Administrator Kithrak and his Omni-Admin Guardian droid entered the Rompa bar at the request of Rizzor. He noticed the smell that Rizzor complained at length about over the comm channel. They proceeded to search the bar to find him for questioning.

Rizzor was sitting at a table with non-descript Clanners and Omni, one of them apparently under the influence of a drug called nano-deth. He called Rizzor and asked if he could show him the bathroom where the puddle bodies were. Rizzor led Kithrak to the ladies bathroom. An 'Out of Order' sign was hung by Rizzor on the door at his request to keep people out.

He put on an Omni-Med cloak and an Omni-Pol Elite helmet to keep the smell and contaminants out. His ordered his droid to begin collecting samples from the puddles while be inspected the bathroom. Meanwhile Rizzor waited outside, obviously distressed by the odors. Halfway through the process his Guardian droid reported an unusual reading. 'Sir, my scanners are picking up a point source of carbon in the larger puddles. Highly refined carbon....' 'Diamond......Diamondcut.' Rizzor blurted out aloud outside at hearing the droid.

Kithrak knelt beside the larger puddle and stuck his gloves into it to locate the diamond. His Azure gloves were able to shrug off goop that was the half melted bodies and he retrived a small diamond. Kithrak put it into a small specimen jar and walked outside, putting some distance from the bathroom and took off his helmet. The Guardian droid walked out of the bathroom shortly after having completed takeing the samples. 'Administrator, the samples have been collected. One of the piles were the remains of Prezidential.' Kithrak blinked, he knew that was expected, Rizzor told him that one of his employees was a casualty. It was still unsettling to recieve the comfirmation though.

He put a call into the Omni-1 Haz-Mat team. After some talking and explaination about the situation they refused to come clean the mess unless someone was willing to pay for their services. Rizzor threw a fit when he heard that noone was coming to clean the mess and kept complaining about the smell once again. Finally giving in, Kithrak placed a phony cleaning order and billed it to Omni-Pol. Rizzor was notably relieved when he was informed that the Haz-Mat team will be there within the hour to remove the half melted bodies in the Rompa bathroom.

An hour later after Kithrak was finished questioning one of the drugged up patrons the Haz-Mat team arrived. The mess was promptly cleaned up and when they were finished it was as if nothing had happened. Only the slight smell of acid and something else still lingers......

[_____________Daetona]

Daetona left the Cell-Block at InternOps HQ after interogating Lehx some more. The truth-serum didn't work, but managing to get him talking, he was able to find out a bit more about the PK Murders, which now totalled three in Rompa Bar.

He now knew that Soul-Bind was the cause... a strange new PK Weapon, which Lehx said was an irregularity of his own creation, " Soul-Burn ". Daetona also knew now that the victims of the Bombing of the Omni-Tek Rally last Friday where also hit with this Soul-Burn, and too many trips through reclaim would lead to a Permanent Death.

From what he uncoverd, Soul-Bind placed the victim's soul in the Ethereal Plane, to wander aimlessly.

Ethereal Plane... he thought to himself. MetaPhysicist's Realm... And I know of one that might be able to reach it.

Scheduling himself a shuttle to Omni-Prime, he contacted Serter to meet him at Rompa to discuss things.

At their table, Serter, Zenishaku and Daetona spoke about a way to retreive Stindy, Prezidential, and Shadowgrider from the Ethereal Plane.

Daetona slammed his fist down when he realised that Black Sunday was yesterday, and the gathering of over two-hundred MetaPhysicists would have been able to acheive such a feat easily. Then, his eyes lighting up, thought that so many Priests holding ceramony would leave a residue of power strong enough to be tapped into, and might still be able to acheive their goal. Serter nodded in agreement stating the thought just hit him as well.

"Then it's settled... I'll enlist this Saint from Omni-Prime, and we'll find the spot they held their ceramony, and with any luck, we can call them back to existence.." Daetona spoke. "We'll need their physical bodies to be reconstructed from the DNA Samples on record to be waiting for them to return too though..."

"I'll see to that, General." Serter assured him.

"Excellent... Well then, I had best get moving to catch my shuttle to Omni-Prime." Daetona informed them as he bolted out of the door.



Pushing his Yalmaha Adaga to its limits, Daetona raced straight up into the City's sky, and docked with one of the orbiting ships above Omni-1. Then, boarded the shuttle headed for Omni-Prime. He suited up for inter-stellar travel, and took his seat, strapping himself in.

Normally, the trip from Rubi-Ka to Omni-Prime took a few days, but this was one of Omni-Tek's Deligate Vessels, and not a freighter, and moved much more swiftly. Though this trip cost him a small fortune, he remained determined to bring his freinds back from the veritable hell they where trapped in... and who knows, maybe the Clanner would be useful in discovering the killer's identity too.

The flight lasted about four hours start to finish, and Daetona arrived at the Omni-Prime shuttle dock. Passing through security, he received some casual nods of respect from passers by. It was not often that Division 9 RSGE Operatives visited Omni-Prime.

Renting a modified Yalmaha 29478, he blasted across the planet at reckless speeds, heading for what he had only heard rumors about, the Shrine of Infinite Reach.

Some time later, Daetona could see in the horizon a dark structure, only lit with purple beams of light around the edge.

"This is it..." He thought.

Landing at a distance, Daetona approached the entrance, where a youg man dressed in heavy robes greeted him.

"Greetings friend." He spoke. "For what reason have you come to the Shrine of Infinite Reach?"

Bowing humbly, Daetona offered much respect.

"I have come seeking the aid of Saint Artys the Practitioner." Daetona relayed.

"Oh... Saint Artys does not meet with many people these days, my Opifex friend... What sort of aid do you seek?" The robed man inquired.

"It is most urgent that I speak with him, Deacon... Lives are at stake." Dae continued.

"Well, let me see if he is available." The robed man went on.

Closing his eyes a moment, the man's lips twitched slightly as if he was almost saying what he was thinking. Daetona stood in silence, and watched.

"Very well, my friend. He has agreed to speak with you." He relayed once his eyes had opened. "Right this way..."

Leading Daetona down a long stone corridor, the robed man showed him to a large chamber, decorated with many spiritual ornaments, and treasures, and instructed him to have a seat, and wait.

Not long after he had left, a much older man adorned in very ornate and regal robes entered the room, and knelt on a nearby mat.

"I am told you wish to speak with me, and that it is most urgent, young Opifex?" The man spoke.

"Are you Saint Artys the Practitioner?" Daetona inquired respectfully.

"The one and only..." Saint Artys answered.

"Then yes, I do..." Daetona went on. "Back on my home of Rubi-Ka, we have had a series of PK Murders of a very odd sort. Three to be exact. Those slain have had their souls bound to the Ethereal Plane unjustly, and I wish to get them back."

"That is no easy task you realize... It requires more power and focus than simply summoning up an underling of said Plane." Saint Artys spoke. "Even I alone would not be capable of retreiving one soul from the Plane, let alone three..."

"I realize this, and those I am working with and I have come up with a solution." Daetona explained. "Yesterday, the MetaPhysicists on Rubi-Ka held a ceramony in honor of Black Sunday. We believe the power radiated from their march will remain present for a short while. Is it possible to tap into that power to aid you in doing this?"

"Most possible..." Saint Artys answered. "With that much energy to tap into, there isn't much that cannot be reached. Though, there will be other things attempting to exit the rift while it remains open."

"I understand." Daetona nodded. "Will you come to Rubi-Ka with me, and aid us in retreiving these lost souls, your holyness?"

Nodding once, Saint Artys stood.

"Yes my young Opifex friend. I would be honored." He agreed.

[Fixerben]

((I received a message from Stindy the other night. I had no idea where it came from, or why it was being sent to me. But she said "You guys killed my husband. Were coming. Were coming now."

I have no clue who guys she was talking about, and I never saw this person Stindy before in my life.

Can someone please explain wtf is going on here?))

[Whaynn]

>info changed due to comment below<

People of Omni-Tek! let us gather to crush this new menace! Find the murderer of these innocent people! They must be avenged!

[Evalissa]

((never thought i would see serter getting involved in rp..
Now to just get him posting!))

[_____________Daetona]

{ OOC~ Hey hey !! Cut that OOC Nonsense out! You're spoiling the mood! =P Oh DERNIT! Now you've got me doing it !! And please, don't bad-mouth anyone involved, some people have been at this a bit longer, and some are still learning, give them a chance. PLZ K THX! =) }

{Thanks Rizz, good man! =) }

[_____________Daetona]

Arriving back on Rubi-Ka, Daetona arranged transport for Saint Artys and an escort by Division 9 RSGE Cruisers to their Headquarters at Galway Castle. There, he would have time to prepare for the evening ceramony.

Daetona himself headed back to the scene of the crime, Rompa Bar. All was eerily quiet, except a few Clanners at a table, whooping it up, and boozing. Then, his com beeped.

"General Daetona, I believe I might have some information about the murders here Sir." The soft, femanine voice spoke. "My name is Docshadow, and I'm vice-president of Inferno Entertainment alongside Rizzior."

"Well, I just arrived at Rompa, why not join me at a table, and we'll speak?" Daetona relayed back.

"Oh... surely Sir." Docshadow answered.

Sharing information, the two where able to piece much together. Docshadow showed Daetona the survelence tapes from the night of the Murders, and as grainy and choppy as they where, it provided a possible suspect. One that would be questioned later.

Then, Docshadow brought up the idea of why they where in the ladies room in the first-place. Could it be that something was hidden there, or one of them had something the Murderer wanted? Deciding to check the ladies room for any missed clues, they searched it thoroughly. Under the sinks and toilets, in the hanging pipes over-head, and looked for loose tiles that could serve as a door to a hollow wall.

Finding an odd-looking cracked tile, Docshadow called Daetona over to the section of wall. Ripping the tile from the wall, it was in fact a hollow-wall, but nothing remained inside. Perhaps this had nothing to do with it, perhaps it did... They wouldn't know for certain until those murdered where brought back from the Ethereal Plane.

"I still don't understand why Prezidential was attacked." Daetona shrugged. " It's not like he was even really on this case to the point where he'd be a major concern of Dusters...It's widely known that I'm handeling this case for Division 9, why not come after me?"

"Maybe he was in your shoes General, and the killer didn't realise it..." Docshadow responded.

"Perhaps, Doc... perhaps..." Dae sighed.

Removing a small Security ID, Daetona handed it to Docshadow. It bearing the signature "9" of Division 9 in silver in the top-right corner.

"That will gain you access to our Video equiptment, Doc. If you can, clean that Video up, and maybe we'll get a clear view of the murderer." Daetona explained.

"I will. Thank you General." Docshadow answered.

"And do not hesitatte to call me if you uncover anything else." Daetona went on. "Stay safe, Docshadow, and May Omni Endure!"

Exiting the Rompa Bar, Daetona headed straight for Division 9 Headquarters, to retrieve Saint Artys, and travel to meet the others at one of the sites visited by the Black Sunday March.

Three Division 9 RSGE Cruisers accompanied General Daetona, PFC Arlynne, and Saint Artys to the site, and remained on-hand in case a evacuation was required.

Stepping from one of the Cruisers, Daetona nodded his greetings to Serter, who was also present.

"Glad you could make it bud." Daetona said, shaking his hand firmly. "This is Saint Artys the Practitioner."

Bowing his greeting, Saint Artys walked over to a nearby rock, and layed his things out on it. Then knelt down, and began to prepare.

The others gathered began to prepare as well. Running Nano Programs through their NCU Interface, and readying to keep whatever might try to slip out at bay.

With a thundering clap of his hands, Saint Artys began. He immediately started chanting up a storm, in some long-forgotten tongue, and gesturing with his hands in a hexagonal pattern.

Clouds began to part, and the wind picked up, blowing sand around the group, who remained close to Saint Artys. Next, a pin-hole sized rift opened, and started to grow larger. It's blackness consuming, and without comfort, it grew bigger and bigger.

Finally, an enormous rift was present before them, and the three stood in sheer awe of what lay ahead. A shadowy portal into what most people dare not meddle with for fear of the unknown. Saint Artys continued his chant and gestures, uneffected by what he had opened to the world.

Then, Serter cried out.

"Something's coming through!"

And some-"thing" surely was... A demon of red and grey lunged from the rift, and set foot on the sandy ground. Eyeing those around, it growled.

"Push it back!!" Daetona bellowed, and with three quick steps moved in to battle the demon.

Arlynne drew her swords, and spun to strike the beast, spilling first blood onto the dry sand below. The demon roared, and swiped at Daetona who was closest, clawing him across the chest. His thick Junkmetal Body Armor absorbing the damage, he retaliated with a series of blows to the demon's chest, and a roundhouse kick to its head. The demon staggered back a few steps, and Serter moved in with a leaping kick, Bird of Prey technique, and knocked it back into the rift it had come from.

Regaining composure, the three dusted themselves off, and prepared for whatever tried to exit next that was unwelcome.

"I feel one approaching." Saint Artys announced. "Are their vessels ready?"

Clicking on his com-link, Daetona inquired to Zenishaku.

"Reclaim set, Zen!?" He said. "We've got one coming through!"

"Roger that, all set on my end!" Zenishaku answered.

"All set!" Daetona relayed to Saint Artys. "Who is it?"

"I feel a male presence approaching... one who has transended into an impure, digital form many times before!" Saint Artys answered.

"That'd be Shadowgrider..." Serter spoke. "Figures we'd get that pile of reet-flop first."

"All lives are sacred my young friend." Saint Artys snapped. "Even those of your enemies..."

His hand gestures becoming swifter, Saint Artys returned to his chanting, also increasing in speed.

Suddenly, a fierce howl was heard from within the portal, and a bright flash of light burst forthe, and disappeared into the horizon.

Miles away in Tir, a Reclaim Terminal clicked on, and reformed the body of Shadowgrider. His soul now free raced to meet it, and he had returned, complete again.

Back at the rift, The three defenders turned pale with what they heard coming through now. Many eerie clicking sounds emminated from the portal, like tiny teeth clicking together from a thousand mouths.

"Something else is coming through, we MUST keep it at bay !" Daetona shouted.

And the portal let out a flock of flying creatures into the air. Sleek jet-black monsters who glided through the air, and dove down to attack the three.

Serter and Daetona began to punch and kick scores of them as they came down to attack, and Arlynne cleaved them apart with her blades. Every once in a while, one would slip through and take a small bite of someone, usually just scraping their tiny teeth on the armor of their prey, but as many as there where, some tore through the armor, and into flesh.

"There's too many!! We can't kill them all !!" Someone shouted. "We need support, BAD !!"

Moments later, the three Division 9 RSGE Cruisers swept in and began laying down a path of plasmaprojecter fire, burning the creatures out of the air. It didn't take long before the few surviving beasts fled back into the safety of their realm.

"HOOOAAAAAH !!!" Daetona bellowed! "Well done Niners!"

The Cruisers, retaining formation, circled back to their designated landing coirdinates.

"I can feel another coming through..." Saint Artys said. " Female... driven by money, and possesion, but honest and caring."

"Stindy!" Daetona answered... "Bring her home!"

And another fierce howl came from the portal, and then a second blaze of light shot out and into the horizon.

This time, a Reclaim Terminal in Omni-Entertainment clicked on, and prepared a reformed body for Stindy. Accepting her soul, she awoke with a grunt, and sat at the machine, dazed and unsure of what had happened.

Now at the rift, they where almost finished. Just Prezidential left, and this nightmare would be over.

Saint Artys was still waving his hands around at an incredible speed, and his chants, even if they could be understood, where spoken to quick to even make out a sylable.

Then, he cried out.

"Something else is approaching! Something horrible!!" He forewarned. " We cannot continue this, it's too dangerous to go any further!!"

"We have too !!" Daetona responded! "We've come this far, we have to retrieve Prez too, or we won't get another chance!!"

"No!" Saint Artys screamed. "If this goes on much longer, something will step through that this world cannot withstand!! All will be lost by the great beast Yxxil's doing!!"

"WE HAVE TOO!!" Daetona bellowed, and moved towards the portal and Saint Artys.

Being restrained by Arlynne, he watched as two enormous hands reached out from the portal, and towards Saint Artys, who had now stopped his gestures and chanting, and picked up a talisman to protect him.

The portal began to shrink quickly, and Saint Artys stood his ground. Waving his talisman at the great demon who was attempting to step through.

Then, with a terrorfying roar, the demon retracted it's limbs back into the portal, and it sealed shut.




.......... silence.........




Everyone took a deep breathe in comfort, and looked at each other briefly.

"I am sorry Saint Artys." Daetona spoke, bowing his head to the grand Priest.

"No need for sorrow, my young Opifex friend... save it for your friend still trapped in the Ethereal Plane." He answered.

Boarding the Division 9 Cruisers, the four headed back for civilization. Saint Artys decided to stay on Rubi-Ka a little longer, and see the many wonders for himself he had heard so much about.


___________________________________________

Source: General Monte "Daetona" Jr. / Division 9 RSGE
Subject: Two Murder Victims Recovered
Date: June 11, 29477

Message:

Earlier tonight, the two citizens, "Stindy" , and Malcom "Shadowgrider" Warner originally thought to have been victims of PK Murders at Rompa Bar, where recovered, and returned to their respective homes. The investigation on their Assasins will continue, but thankfully, they where not lost for good as originally feared. Andy "Prezidential" French is still unaccounted for, and further investigation on his whereabouts will continue as well.

The Reward for any information on the Murderers still stands, and any intel should be reported immediately.

Thank you.

-End Feed

[________Prezidential]

Youre fast asleep after a hard days work, sleeping deeply and dreaming of better days when youre awoken abruptly, you sit up and rub your eyes, wondering what force could of brought you forth from your rest.

Just as youre about to close your eyes and return to bliss, your comm flashes wildly, emitting an eerie static that is briefly abrubted by a bizzare, low hum, something not of this world.

Your heart begins beating wildy, and you feel as if its in your throught. The static continues to emit itself, louder...louder...louder!!! Then silence, cold, empty silence. You catch your breath and lay your head down onto your pillow, perhaps it has passed, you hope

Just as your are thinking deeply, quite bewildered at the bizarre behavior of your comm-link, a voice rings out from your comm. The voice is twisted and deep, with ghostly sounds emitting themselves periodically. You close your eyes and pray that this isnt happening, what the hell is going on!

You clench your teeth, with tears welling up in your eyes, you can no longer bare the sound and with brave deliberation, you decide to hurl the comm against the wall. As you slowly reach over to retrieve it, the demonic voice begins to tune itself, rising up and down in ghostly pitches, and then suddenly, clear as a bell, a young man's voice emits itself

This is Andy French of Omni-Tek issuing a distress call...please...send help...if you can....

You hear a brief burst of static, and then the voice tunes back in

...know where I am...its horrific here, completely beyond all possible logic. Is this some sort of sick joke, or is it...no....have I truly entered some place beyond our dimension....?

You scramble for a pen and begin jotting down notes

....sure how....survived....its....implants, enhancements, cybernetics....vanished...as if I was cleansed of all technology. My jacket.....fused with notum....as was....emergency comm.

You begin to desperately tune your comm, as the already weak signal fades in and out of existance. You try desperately to strengthen your signal, but you soon discover the fault is not your own, but it lies in the ghastly entity making contact with you.

...time is short...I must conserve.....if at all....at a later time...wired to the proper authorities...make note of my comm....video capabilities....hope...yet...

The signal's light begins to dim, and the bizzare channel with it. You quickly jot down the channel and tuck it into your pocket as the faint static fades away, leaving nothing but silence.

There wont be much sleeping tonight, better make some coffee and pinch yourself, this wasnt a dream.

[______________Skliny]

On 6 / 7 / 29477 Stindy and I attended to Omni-Tek Rally. We were sitting in our seats next to a some fiends, when Stindy saw a clanner in his Yalmaha XL Vivid Red - 29478 above the speakers his name was Malcom "Shadowgrider" Warner, she was wondering why he was there so she jumped in her Yalmaha XL Gold Flash - 29478 to see what he was up to. She told him why doesn’t he sit like everyone else, he told her that his orders was to be there where he was… Anyways I got hungry and I told her never mind him and lets run to Bronto Burgers. While we were eating our Mongol Cheese Burgers she got a message from a friend of hers Monte "Daetona" Junior a General of Division 9 RSGE. I’m not sure what he said, but Stindy told me to go to Reets and hang out till I hear from her again…So I went…Then I got a message from her saying that the rally was bombed and a friend of hers got hurt and she was going with him to a meeting for support. She never told me who bombed the rally or what kind of meeting she went to. But what was that meeting about? Did she hear something she wasn’t supposed to? Maybe she was killed because of some information she was aware of.

[_____________Daetona]

*Daetona looks tired. The bags under his blue eyes seem as though he hasn't slept this night, and he seems a bit on edge, which is a change from his usual calm demeanor.*


That's quite possible, Skliny... much was discussed at the meeting after the Rally Bombing. Perhaps she let the wrong person know she was there, and what was said... who's to say but her?

Now that they're back, the investigation can move forward, and those responsable WILL be caught, despite what their ego's might think.

But... we still have to find Prezidential...

[______________Serter]

Relaxing after the previous nights soul retrieval, Serter sits on his bed wondering how one bombing could cause such events to happen. "One bomb goes off......and now three friends of mine are dead. I can't believe how this has escalated from a simple explosion to constant murder. Nothing in my life has been the same since the explosion, sometimes I wonder if I should have gotten involved in all of this. I've lost three close friends, two are now on Duster's hit-list, and I still have to fear for my own life." Getting up and pacing across the room, wall-to-wall, he wonders what he should do next, and how he should go about doing it.

Just then he gets an idea, immediatly calling Rizzior up to discuss. Serter was not expecting what he heard next.

Hearing a small voice, shaky voice over his comm, Rizzior answers, "Serter, theres been another murder." Shocked, he replys, "I'll be right there..." knowing not what to expect....

[________Shadowgrider]

I am personally paying a 5m reward to the person who brings me my murderer and proof that he/she is the suspect. I also will reward for the murderer of my friend, Stindy, who i assume was murdered by the same person.

[Kithraks]

Kithrak thought for a moment there that the bounty was posted by one of those perminated in the Rompa bathroom. Can dead people post bounties on their killers?

[Whaynn]

Rizzior glances at Shadowgrider, who was recently dragged out of the Ethereal Plane by a Saint.....

[________Shadowgrider]

Originally posted by Charles
Kithrak thought for a moment there that the bounty was posted by one of those perminated in the Rompa bathroom. Can dead people post bounties on their killers?

I got rezed bro, get your facts straight

[Nevver]

Why not? Stindy was hanging around Rompa tonight. It doesn't look like there are any permadeaths after all.

[Whaynn]

If you have been listening to other news streams other than this, you might have read that Shadowgrider and Stindy were not soul-burnt, but soul-bound, two different technologies.
What happened is that Daetona here managed to get this big Priest guy to pull Shadow and Stindy out of the Ethereal Realm... they didn't ahve time to pull out Prez, though...

[_____________Daetona]

This is correct...

Thanks to the large metaphysical energy residue from the Black Sunday march, and a universally renound Priest from Omni-Prime, both Stindy and Shadowgrider are back among us. Sadly, Prezidential is still lost to us... and a solution is still being formulated to retrieve him as well... if one exists.




{ Jeeze, please read the stories at least before posting here, heheh There are a few threads that all relate to each other and recent events, but those revolving around the 2 PK Murders in Rompa are all here, including how they where returned. }